The two entered a restaurant and were warmly greeted by the waiter. Just by looking at their clothes and appearance, you could tell they were rich.

This young master, in particular, is even more charming than a girl; it's a pity.

The waiter couldn't help but linger his gaze on Sang Jiang's face a few more times.

"Please come in, gentlemen."

Sang Jiang nodded: "Madam, please."

As she spoke, she reached out her hand to Su Liangdi, who readily placed her hand in hers and let her help her upstairs.

The waiter looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "You two have such a good relationship."

Sang Jiang turned around and smiled at him: "Yes, after all, I still need my wife to support me."

Waiter: ...

No wonder she's so pretty, turns out she's a gigolo who lives off women.

His impression of Sang Jiang plummeted immediately.

Sang Jiang didn't care. They might be strangers she'd never see again, so why should she care about his thoughts? If she cared about everyone's thoughts, she'd be exhausted.

After the waiter left, Su Liangdi leaned close to Sang Jiang and whispered, "Sang Jiang~ it seems he misunderstood~"

"Mm." Sang Jiang nodded slightly.

Su Liangdi cupped her face in her hands, looking at her with slight confusion: "Why didn't you explain things clearly to him?"

"Huh?" Sang Jiang let go of the cup hanging from her mouth, looked up as if thinking, and spoke after two seconds: "Why explain to him?"

"He misunderstood you."

"I don't care."

"Okay then, where should we go later?"

Sang Jiang: ...

She seems to be the one working for Xifeng, right?

"Brother Wei, please come in."

"Brother Liang, please."

Sang Jiang frowned slightly as she listened to the sounds outside.

Why does Brother Wei's voice sound so familiar, so much like...?

Wei Qing.

Sang Jiang got up and walked to the door, gently opening it a crack. Just as she was about to peek outside, Su Liangdi shouted at her, "Sang Jiang, what are you doing?"

Sangjiang: !!!

She quickly turned back and covered Su Liangdi's mouth, but it was too late.

Wei Qing stood at the door, squinting and smiling as he knocked. His silver hair shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Little Jiang, aren't you going to invite me in for a bit?"

Sang Jiang: ...

She released Su Liangdi and gave a dry laugh: "Please, Imperial Advisor."

Wei Qing's smile widened: "You're too kind, Princess."

Sangjiang: !!!

Does this man really know everything?

Once Wei Qing was seated, Sang Jiang poured him a glass of water and asked, "Why is the Imperial Preceptor in Xifeng? Is something the matter?"

Wei Qing picked up his teacup, blew on it, and slowly took a sip: "I came to pay my respects to my master and happened to run into an old friend. Who knew I would encounter the princess?"

Sang Jiang gritted her teeth secretly: "I hope the Imperial Advisor doesn't keep calling me 'Princess' Sang Jiang."

Wei Qing nodded and smiled, "Little Jiang is right. There's no need for such formalities between us. Just call me Brother Wei from now on."

Sang Jiang: ...

Brother Wei?

Disgusting!

Su Liangdi stared at the two men with her almond-shaped eyes, which darted back and forth between them before finally settling on Wei Qing.

"Sang Jiang, who is this young master?"

Although she was speaking to Sang Jiang, her eyes were secretly sizing up Wei Qing.

Sang Jiang cursed inwardly: What a spineless coward!

“Wei Qing, the Grand Preceptor of Dongchen Kingdom,” Sang Jiang introduced through gritted teeth.

Wei Qing smiled at Consort Su.

Before Su Liangdi could even nod and speak, Sang Jiang interrupted her...